On the subject of tonight’s Lost…BWAH HAH HAAA! I’ve been privately asking myself “who the hell are Nikki and Paolo?” ever since the casting announcement, and I took a perverse pleasure in tonight’s episode asking the same question, answering it, and closing the books on those two with what has to be some of the blackest humor I’ve seen this side of…well…anything currently airing on FX. I know these two met an utterly gruesome fate, but at the same time, it was hysterically funny precisely because they had been so far back in the background as to almost become furniture. It’s no slight against the actors, but…wow. One wonders if there were bigger plans at one point and this was the course correction, or if this was the producers’ early April Fools’ gag for us. 😆 Seriously, between the promo for this episode leading everyone up the garden path with an Others connection that just wasn’t there, and a certain someone from a certain gritty space opera vanishing from the credits for a bit, I’m enjoying some of the ways that the current crop of producers are using their shows’ “meta data” (for lack of a better expression) to screw with our heads, and not just the allotted story time of the episodes themselves. It’s rather fun. Sorta like this episode. And how perverse is it to lock down Billy Dee Williams for what amounts to a teensy tinsy cameo? One imagines that his agent might be told that he’s got a lot of guts to offer him the next job after what he pulled…
I see that Arkansas’ first choice for a new head basketball coach after the ouster of Stan Heath didn’t take the bait. I don’t wish Frank Broyles any ill will as the outgoing athletic director, but I worry that this will be his legacy to the U of A’s basketball program: the last two coaches have been treated so poorly (though I’d argue that Nolan Richardson did plenty of damage to himself as well) that they may have trouble finding a choice candidate. Maybe not even someone with a career record like one winning season at Kent State. I guess we’ll really be able to tally the damage if players start defecting to other schools.
By the way, the other day as I was walking past my linen closet, I heard music playing inside. Guess what I heard when I opened the door?
Sheet rock.
GROAN!
As soon as I saw where they were going with it I was thinking “Please don’t wimp out and make them wake up in time!” I sooo hated those two useless characters. Bonus next week: chained together catfight in the jungle!